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alltoowelltom · 2 years

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hold your horses! (t.h)

tom holland x reader

summary: rumors fly during an interview leading to a shock announcement for tom and his girlfriend

a/n: inspired by a tiktok i saw months ago and have not stopped thinking abt since i literally could not think of one panel-type event that wasnt comic-con i am so sorry flsjsjksjs

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Tom shifts in his seat, running one hand through his curls as he tries to keep his face animated and stop his eyes glazing over. he's been sat on a vaguely uncomfortable chair for the last hour or so at Comic-Con, promoting his latest movie and as much as he loves his job and the fans, all he wants to do is crawl into bed and curl up next to you for a good twelve hours.

"Tom?" prompts the interviewer.

"I- I'm so sorry, what was your question?" he asks, flushing in embarrassment at being caught zoning out.

"Is Y/N here today?" repeats the interviewer patiently.

Tom grins at the mention of your name and he sits up taller, eyes scanning the crows until he finds you, hoodie pulled up over your head to hide from eagle-eyed fans.

"She is, yeah. I basically dragged her here so we could kind of spend time together, as an apology." he admits.

"An apology?" the interviewer says. "What did you do, Tom?"

"Yeah, what did you do, Tom?" echoes one of his co-stars, laughing.

"I fell asleep during our movie date." Tom admits sheepishly, shaking his head at the roar of laughter from the crowd. "Twenty minutes in, I was out cold."

"You didn't!" laughs the interviewer. "What did she do?"

"She was the absolute best, of course. She just held me and stroked my hair and wrapped me up in a blanket and then stayed on the sofa with me all night." he says, eyes crinkling at the general "awww" from the crowd.

The interviewer's eyes glint mischievously as Tom tells his story, clearly sensing a way to divert the interview to The Good Stuff™.

"So speaking of Y/N, there's been a lot of talk about you two online recently." he starts. "Specifically, engagement rumors? Is there any basis, any truth to these rumors?"

Tom shifts around as he stalls for time until he can meet your eyes in the crowd, raising his fluffy eyebrow ever so slightly to silently ask if you're okay with him talking about your relationship. You give him a tiny nod, encouraging him to go on.

"No, we're not engaged." he says. "But we've honestly never been happier than we are right now. She's so creative, and caring, and funny, and gorgeous. There's no one else I'd rather spend my life with."

You can't help but feel slightly choked up as he gushes, resisting the urge to throw off your hoodie and run up to the stage, crushing him into a bear hug and never letting go.

"WHEN ARE YOU PROPOSING?!" yells a particularly enthusiastic fan, rousing cheers from the rest of the crowd and the cast members on stage.

Tom laughs as he winks at you again.

"When I'm sure she'll say yes."

This, of course, results in almost hysterical screams (affectionate).

You pull your phone from your pocket, tapping on Tom's contact and typing out a message. He's watching you of course, so when he feels his phone buzz in his pocket he pulls it out, cheering like an excited seven year old, "I got a text! From Y/N!"

Y/N 💗: i'd marry you in a heartbeat baby <3

He blows a kiss in your direction, grinning from ear to ear. As he's distracted, gazing at you lovingly, a co-star leans over his shoulder and reads the text.

"Holy shit!" they laugh. "Did Tom Holland just get engaged?"

The screams reach an all-time record and you wince slightly, bringing a hand up to your ringing ear. Tom snatches his phone closer, rolling his eyes.

"Hold your horses!" he laughs. "Let me check."

He balances the microphone in his left hand as he types out a quick message.

tommy 🤠: Did we just get engaged??

Y/N 💗: we will be when you give me that rock hidden at the back of your sock drawer 😳

Tom's soft brown eyes crinkle around the edges as he grins all but leaps up from his chair.

"Is this interview wrapping up soon?" He asks cheekily. "I've got to go get engaged."

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waitimcomingtoo · 2 years

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Let It Grow

Pairing: Arvin Russell x Reader

Requested by @ava14rose9 : when you get the sense that Arvin doesn’t like when you’re affectionate, you start withholding affection

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Your eyes flicked to the clock every few seconds as you waited for Arvin to come home from work. You busied yourself by watering your plants, sighing deeply as another shriveled leaf fell off and crumpled to the door. Finally, the front door opened.

“Hi, doll. I’m home.” Arvin said as he came through the door. You put your watering can down and practically ran to hug him. You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed his face all over to greet him.

“Hi, honey. I missed you. How was work?”

“Same old. How was your day?” He shrugged and placed his hands on your waist, absentmindedly drumming his fingers on your dress.

“Same old for me too. I can’t get these damn plants to grow.” You sighed and looked over your shoulder at your shriveled potted plant.

“They just need time, baby girl. They’ll grow.”

“I hope so. Are you hungry? I was just starting dinner.” You told him as he took his cap off and hung it up on a hook beside him. You started to comb his messy hair out of his face with your fingernails in the way you knew he liked.

“I could eat.” He nodded, smiling a little at the feeling of your hands in his hair.

“Good. Because I made your favorite.” You smirked and leaned in a little.

“You’re the best, sweetheart.” Arvin squeezed your hip and walked away. You watched him disappear into the living room and frowned a little. He never picked up on your signals for when you wanted a kiss and it was starting to bum you out. You always had to initiate the kisses and just once, you would like for him to kiss you to show his gratitude.

“Arvin? Why don’t I draw you a bath so you could clean up before supper? I’m sure you’re awfully dirty from being out in the tar pits all day.” You said as you followed him into the living room.

“You don’t have to do that, baby doll. You’ve done enough.” Arvin replied as he gave you a soft smile.

What you wanted to say was, “yeah, I have. So get over here and and kiss me” ,but you just smiled instead.

“It’s no problem. That’s just how I show my love for you. I like to do things that help you out.” You told him, trying to hint at how you were feeling. You walked into the bathroom and left the door open as you turned the bathtub faucet on.

“I appreciate that, sweetheart. I appreciate everything you do for me.” Arvin smiled softly at you through the open door. You sighed when he didn’t get the hint but refused to give up.

“You know how else I like to show my love? Affection. I could kiss you all day if you let me.” You shouted over the sound of the running water.

“Aw. That’s sweet.” Arvin chuckled, still not catching on.

“What about you?” You asked innocently. “How do you like to show your love?”

“I don’t know. Guess I just do it without thinking about it.” Arvin shrugged and leaves against the doorway of the bathroom.

“Right.” You sighed and stood up, wiping your wet hands off on your dress. You went to leave the bathroom but Arvin stopped you by gently grabbing your arm.

“Wait, sweetheart?”

“Yes?” You asked, hoping he would ask you to join him in the bath.

“You got a cobweb in your hair.” He chuckled and tilted your head down so he could pull the cobweb out of your hair.

“Oh. Thanks.” You smiled tightly and left the bathroom. You stopped to water your ever dying plants before going to the kitchen. Arvin wandered in a little while later just as you were putting dinner on the table.

“Thanks again for running the bath for me, baby doll.” He said as he gave you a soft smile.

“No problem.” You returned the smile and shut the oven door with your hip. You placed a plate down in front of Arvin before running your fingers through his wet hair to get it off his forehead. He smiled as you tilted his face to kiss his cheek.

“Eat up. You got another long day of work tomorrow. You need your energy.” You said as you put some mashed potatoes on his plate.

“I will. Thank you for making dinner, sweetheart. You’re the best.” Arvin said as he gave you a grateful smile. As much as you loved that smile, you couldn’t help but wish for more.

“Of course, honey. I love you.” You said as you put your hand on top of Arvins.

“You too.” He gave your hand a squeeze before pulling it away from you to pick up his fork. You let out a little sigh before picking up your fork as well. In your opinion, “You too” wasn’t as good as “I love you too”, but Arvin didn’t seem to know that.

That night, you climbed into your shared bed as Arvin blew out the candle lighting the room.

“Goodnight, sweetheart.”

“Goodnight, Arvie.” You said as you wrapped your arms around him. You rested your head against his back and listened to the soft sound of his breathing until you fell asleep.

The next day, you got your uniform on and prepared to go to work. Arvin was working out in the shed on something, so you went outside to see him.

“I’m leaving for work now.” You told him.

“Okay. Bye, baby girl.” Arvin said as he smiled at you over his shoulder. You couldn’t see what he was doing but you doubted it was so important that he couldn’t say goodbye to you.

“I’m going.” You said again.

“Okay. I’ll see you when you get home.” He replied, still not stopping what he was doing.

“Can I have a kiss?” You asked, feeling silly for even having to ask.

“I’m kinda busy right now, sweetheart.” He said in a kind tone.

“Oh. Okay.” You said quietly. You walked over to him and placed a quick kiss on his cheek.

“See you later.” You said softly before leaving the shed.

After a particularly crummy day at work, all you wanted to do was go home and cry. You hoped Arvin would be a source of comfort for you, the way you always were for him when he needed you to be.

“Hey, baby doll. How was it?” Arvin asked from his seat on the couch when you walked through the front door.

“I had a bad day.” You said as you climbed into his lap and wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Aw. I’m sorry, honey. Do you want to talk about it?” He asked as he rubbed his hand up and down your back.

“Some customers are just so rude.” You sighed. “I accidentally spilled a little water on this lady and she screamed at me in front of the whole restaurant.”

“That sounds really touch. But I bet I could make you feel better.” Arvin smirked as he cupped your face and made you look at him.

“Yeah?” You raised an eyebrow. “What did you have in mind?”

“Let me show you.” He said before connecting your lips in a kiss. The kiss got heated quickly and he picked you up to carry you to the bedroom. He managed to take your mind off your troubles for a little while but when you were done, your mind was at war again. You rolled over onto Arvins chest and looked up at him in the lighting of the setting Sun.

“Arvie? Can we talk?”

“Yeah, baby girl. What’s on your mind?”

“It’s just, I know you love me. But sometimes I feel like you don’t like it when I touch you. You don’t really respond to physical affection. I’m always trying to kiss you and hold your hand but you don’t do the same to me. Its starting to make me feel unwanted by you. Is that true? Do you not want me?” You asked as you looked up at him. Arvin didn’t respond, so you propped yourself up on your elbow to look at him.

“Arvin?” You asked and shook him a little. You titled his face towards your own, only to see that he was fast asleep. You let out a sigh and flopped back onto the bed. It was starting to seem like you’d never get through to him.

You had off the next day so you decided to make some food and bring it to Arvin. You packed a sandwich and an apple into a brown paper bag before driving out to the tar pits.

“Hey, sweetheart. What are you doing here?” Arvin smiled in surprise when you ran up to him. You hugged him tightly before kissing him hello.

“I had the day off so I thought I’d bring you lunch.” You said as you handed him the paper bag. Arvin removed his arms from around your waist to accept the bag, ending the hug sooner then you would’ve wanted.

“Aw, thank you baby doll. You didn’t have to do that.”

“I thought you might be hungry. Plus, I missed you.” You said as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

“I missed you too, baby girl.” He smiled. You leaned in to kiss him but before you could, he turned his head.

“Let me introduce you to my boys.” Arvin said as he let go of you and walked over to his crew of men. You smiled sadly at the rejection and walked with him to the group of workers.

“This is George.” Arvin said as he gestured to a dust covered man.

“Why, hello gorgeous. You must be Arvins little lady.” George said as he took your hand.

“I am.” You smiled as George kissed the back of your hand.

“Well it’s a pleasure to meet you. Arvin never shuts up about you. But I can see why.” George said, making Arvin turn a rosy red.

“Shut up. Do not.” Arvin mumbled shyly as he looked down at the ground.

“Russell! We need you over here, boy.” The boss yelled from somewhere in the distance.

“I’ll be right back, baby girl.” Arvin told you before running towards his boss.

“He’s lucky to have you. I know if you were my girl, I’d never be able to keep my hands off of you.” George told you, making you chuckle at the irony.

“I appreciate that. But Arvins a little more reserved. He’s not into all the lovey dovey stuff.” You smiled sadly.

“Really? I never understood people like that. If I could kiss my lover in public, I’d do it ever chance I got.” George sighed as he wistfully looked at one of the men on the crew. The man noticed George staring and gave him a shy smile.

“Why can’t you?” You wondered.

“People don’t always agree with my kind of love. Better safe then sorry.” George said with a tight smile. You gave him a sympathetic smile in return before looking over at the man he had been staring at.

“I’m sorry.” You sighed. “Everyone should be able to kiss the one they love. No matter who’s watching.”

“I agree. Nothing more beautiful then kissing your beloved without a care in the world about who’s watching.” George smiled as he looked over at the man again. You looked past him and saw Arvin talking to his boss, making you sigh a little.

“Yeah. I think so too.”

Arvin finished talking to his boss and walked over to you. You wanted to pull him into a hug, but you restrained yourself.

“Thanks for coming to see me, sweetheart. ” Arvin smiled warmly at you. You returned the smile and slipped your hand into his.

“No problem.” You told him and gave his hand a squeeze. A couple of the other guys came over and Arvin pulled his hand out of yours and pretended to cough.

“Sorry, sweetheart. You know I don’t like that public affection kinda stuff.” He leaned down to say into your ear.

“Right. Sorry. I forgot.” You gave him a fake smile and folded your arms. Your eyes flicked back to George before falling to the ground. The men around you chatted as you silently came to a decision. If Arvin didn’t want your affection, then you were no longer going to give it to him.

The next day, you tied your apron around your waist and got ready for your shift at the restaurant.

“All right. I’m heading to work.” You called from the front door.

“Okay. Bye, sweetheart.” Arvin said from the kitchen. He absentmindedly tilted his head to the side, awaiting your kiss. Instead, he heard the front door close. Arvin stopped what he was doing and curiously went out to the front room.

“No kiss?” He said to himself as he scratched his head. He shrugged it off and went out to the shed, but he couldn’t shake how much it bothered him. As the hours passed by, Arvin couldn’t stop thinking about it. He figured if you were mad at him, he could make it up to you by being helpful. He left the shed and started to boil some water to get started on dinner.

When you came home that evening, Arvin was sitting on the couch with some tools in his lap.

“I’m home.” You said as you hung up your jacket.

“Hi, baby doll. I’m in here.”

Arvin watched as you went over to your plants and watered them. You then walked into the living room and sat on the couch, but not beside him. Arvin frowned, having grown used to you sitting on his lap or right next to him whenever you were on the couch together.

“I’m glad you’re home. I missed you.” Arvin said as he tilted his head to the side a little, expecting a kiss.

“I missed you too. Hungry?” You asked as you got off the couch. Arvin frowned again and followed you into the kitchen.

“I am. And I figured you would be too. I got started on dinner.” Arvin said as he showed you the soup he had been making.

“Aw. Thanks, hon. I appreciate that.” You said with a grateful smile. You didn’t seem mad, but you also didn’t seem like yourself. Arvin took his hat off and placed it on the table, hoping you’d scratch his head like you usually did. When you didn’t get the hint, he ran his hand through his hair and cleared his throat to get your attention.

“Are you okay?” You asked. “Does your throat hurt?”

“Yeah, yeah I’m fine. Just been wearing this hat too long. My head needs a rest.” Arvin said said as he ran his fingers through his hair again. He tried to scratch his head the way you always did, but his fingernails were too short.

“Are you itchy or something?” You asked him.

“No. I’m okay.” Arvin said and stopped trying.

“Okay.” You chuckled and gave him a strange look. You finished making dinner together and ate it in the dining room. You still didn’t seem mad at Arvin, but you also didn’t put your hand on top of his like you usually did. It bothered him, but he didn’t say anything.

That night, you climbed into bed as Arvin blew out the light.

“Goodnight, my dear.” He said as he got into bed beside you.

“Goodnight.” You said through a yawn. Arvin laid down and expected to feel your arms around him like usual, but he felt nothing. Arvin frown and backed up until his back touched yours.

“Arvie? Are you okay?” You asked him.

“I’m fine. Just a little cold.” He lied and hoped you would get the hint.

“Aw, baby. Here.” You said and sat up. Arvin got excited, thinking you were gonna cuddle him like your normally did. Instead, he felt a blanket being draped over his body.

“Take an extra blanket.” You said and flopped down on the bed. Arvin let out a sad sigh and pulled the blanket tighter around his body. He didn’t know what he did, but he was determined to get to the bottom of it.

As the week went on, your usual behavior continued. You acted the way you always acted around Arvin, just without the affection. When seven days had gone by and he hadn’t gotten a single kiss, Arvin knew he needed to say something. He found you on the couch one day and stood in front of you.

“Baby doll? Can we talk?” Arvin asked as he nervously toyed with the hem of his white t shirt.

“Of course. What’s on your mind?”

“Are you mad at me?”

“What? I’m not mad. Not at all.”

“Well have I done something to upset you?” Arvin asked as he sat beside you.

“No. Why do you ask?” You wondered. Arvin looked down at his lap and mumbled something under his breath.

“What was that?” You asked.

“You don’t kiss me no more.” Arvin whined a little. “Or hold me at night. And you haven’t played with my hair in days.”

“Oh. You noticed that, huh?” You asked in surprised.

“Yeah. I just feel like you used to always be touching me in some way and you don’t no more. I just miss it is all.” Arvin said softly as he avoided eye contact with you.

“You miss it?”

“Course I do. I love all the lovey dovey stuff you do. I don’t know why you stopped. I thought I did something wrong. I’m sorry if I did.”

“Oh. No, no.” You said as you cupped Arvins face between your hands. “You didn’t do anything wrong., baby. I just thought you didn’t like that stuff. I felt like I was bothering you or something.”

“You weren’t bothering me, sweetheart. Not at all.” Arvin assured you as he leaned his cheek against your palm.

“Then how come you never kissed me or held my hand? How come I always had to be the one to initiate it?”

“Let me show you something.” Arvin said and took your hand. He brought you out to the shed he was always working in and opened the door. You watched him curiously as he picked up a wooden plank with three wide holes cut out in it. It had a chain attached to either side and a hook in the center.

“I been working on this for you. It’s for your plants.” Arvin explained as he held the device up by the hook.

“You made this for me?” You asked as a smile tugged at your lips.

“Yeah. Look.” Arvin said as he walked over to a hook on the wall. He hung the device up and put three flower pots in the holes.

“You’re always saying your plants don’t grow. I thought if we hang this up by the window, they could get some more sunlight. Plus, the water can drain out of the pots at the bottom.” Arvin explained. You looked between him and the device in awe, unsure what to say. Arvin noticed you staring and sheepishly looked down at the ground.

“I’m not like you.” He said quietly. “I’m not soft. I don’t know always how to say or do the right thing to make you feel my love. Nobody ever taught me how.”

“Oh. Honey.” You pouted and went to wrap your arms around Arvin. He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer.

“I may not know how to show love the way you do, but I know how to build things. So I built this for you. Because I love you. And this is how I show that.”

“I love it, honey. And I love you. I’m sorry I’ve been withholding affection. I honestly thought you didn’t want it.”

“I always want it. I always want you.” Arvin said as he tilted your chin up. “And if you need me to hold your hand and kiss you to make you feel my love, then I can do that.”

“I don’t want you to change for me, baby. It’s okay that we show our love in different ways. That’s what makes us work as a couple.”

“So you’ll keep kissing me? And playing with my hair?” Arvin asked hopefully.

“Of course I will. I missed it too.” You said as you reached up to run your fingers through his hair. He sighed happily before resting his forehead against yours. You tilted your head to the side so you could kiss him. He cupped your face with his hands to deepen the kiss, making up for the lost time.

When you pulled away, you slipped your hand into Arvins and led him back into the house. He thought the device he made and hung your plants up while you watched from the couch. He turned around when he was finished and you clapped for him. Arvin got a deviously look on his face all the sudden and before you could ask what was wrong, he ran towards you and tackled you on the couch. He pinned you down and kissed every part of your face that he could reach.

“I love you. I love you. I love you.” He said between each kiss as you laughed in delight. Finally, he kissed your lips and let it linger. When he pulled away, you gazed into each other’s eyes for a while with dreamy smiles.

“I really do love you, sweetheart.” He said softly. “More than anything. I know I don’t say it enough. But I’m trying.”

“I love you too. And I appreciate that you try. And so do my plants.” You smiled as you looked over at your hanging plants. Arvin returned the smile and moved your face back towards his with his pinky. He leaned down to kiss you again before looking at you with a soft smile.

“You’re worth trying for.”

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poemsforparker · 2 years

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ticket to ride - arvin russel | 18+ oneshot

(not my gif)

“I think I’m gonna be sad

I think is today, yeah

The girl that’s driving me mad

Is goin’ away”

pairing: arvin russel x f!reader

summary: there’s nothing holding you in this city.

content warning: 18+, smut right bellow the cut, unprotected sex, angst, bad words, mentions of suicide, mentions of murder, toxic relationship, movie spoilers.

a.n: first Arvin fic! (rewatching this movie really woke something in me). dark fics aren’t really my thing but Arvin Russel is not exactly a role model of mental health so I think this fits best.

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Arvin’s breath was totally pathless, his dick pumping hard into you while his grip on your waist got stronger every second, like he was trying to get you impossibly close to his body. If someone could see his car from the outside, the weird way it was moving could definitely denounce the activities in the back seat.

"I'm so close, baby. You're taking my cock so well." Arvin says breathlessly on your ears, knowing exactly how to get you worked up. He needs no verbal answer that it had an effect in you when feels you tight around him right after his words. "That's right, honey. Keep going like that. Shit, I love you so much."

"I love you." You kiss him deeply like life depends on it and feel the knot on your stomach getting harder to hold, finally releasing on his dick. Letting your body rest on his.

"Come with me." You say after a long moment of silence, touching the subject you both been avoiding, feeling like the air around you was unbearably heavy holding this question in. You move your body up to get him out of you and sitting by his side, still waiting for an answer, that came after a heavy sigh from the boy.

"You know I can't, baby. Not after Lenora, I can't leave my family, not now that they need me the most." You sigh. He was right, you did know that, it has been like that for months now. You had your mind made that you were leaving, then it came to going say your goodbyes to Arvin, you give it to temptation, you both end up in bed or the back of his car.

You wanted to leave this town, more than anything, this place felt like poison, taking away all your hopes to forget the past and move on with Arvin. Like living here costed all your rights to be happy, or free. What you wished that was different, was the cost that such decision had implied to you. Arvin had people who needed him, he had a family. All you had was him.

Flashbacks come to you, at high school Arvin protected you quite literally with his own damn life. Threatening anyone who dared to touch a finger his girl to loose that very finger, or they ugly damn heads. At the time, you made plans with him to run away together when you grew up. Back then, it would just be another case of kids who ran away to try life on a near town, you’d come back to visit, send letters after settled wherever. It was the perfect plan to live a perfect life.

But perfect things do not exist.

It all started to go to shit (even more) when Teagardin showed up in town. You had a bad feeling about him since the start. Lenora, in her place, she had faith in people, specially if that person was the reverend, dear lord, why would she suspect they meant any harm?

But she should.

The man had the worst of the intentions. Of course, as a figure of respect in the city, who would be crazy enough to question anything that he said or did? But again, they should’ve.

After Arvin lost her, you were fundamental for him not to break down, although you were close to an attack yourself, you knew Arvin would need all support he could get, so you provided him that. You stopped him from crossing the line when he couldn't hold it together, but now, you now selfishly wished you didn’t.

If you had killed the bastard he’d have no choice but to run away with you.

“Let’s do it,” you say to him, hovering over his warm body again “let’s put a bullet in that motherfucker’s head and then we get the hell out of here.” you grin at him facing an expression on Arvin’s face that for the first time on years you couldn’t read. “C’mon, Arvin, you almost did it before.”

“Yeah... Almost, but you yourself talked me out of it. What changed?” you chuckle, rolling your eyes.

“Everything.” you kiss his jaw and cup his face to stare him deep in the eyes. “If you’re stuck here, honey, so am I. If you say no, that’s fine, I’ll stay here, with you, as much as try my fucking best I can’t go without you.” you fix yourself to sit comfortably on his lap and continue. “But if you say yes,” you start kissing down his neck between words “we get our justice and get the fuck out, just me and you, baby,” you peck his lips “what do you say?”

You can see Arvin put up a fight with himself behind his eyes, trying to still find some moral left on his brain, deep down, he knew the only thing holding him back from doing justice with his own hands was the fear he had of letting you down, now, seeing you like this, Arvin couldn’t find a single crumble of a reason not to, the offer was too inviting.

“I say I’m with you to the end...let’s do this.” You grin proudly at your boyfriend and kiss him with passion, knowing once in for all once your plan was complete you would never step on these cursed grounds ever again.

#the devil all the time #arvin russell x reader #arvin russell fanfiction #arvin russel fanfic #tom holland #tom holland fanfiction #arvin russel x you #arvin russel x y/n #arvin russel x reader #arvin russel fic #arvin russel angst #arvin russel #dark fanfiction #dark fic

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bunnyscraft · 2 years

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ೃ࿐ Bambi Eyes ೃ༄

Dark! Lee Bodecker x Reader | Part three | 18+

Warnings: Dub-con, non-con, dark Lee, future dark reader, daddy kink, spit kink, descriptions of blood, character death, cursing, mentions of sex, Kidnapping, Lee takes reader panties smh

A/N: this is a dark fic! Do NOT READ IF ANY OF THE WARNINGS MAKE YOU UNCOMFORTABLE | part one part two

Bambi’s pov:

“Such a good girl.”

Good.

Girl.

The praise he had given just before he left, had invaded every part of your mind leaving you in a cloudy state.

It disgusted you….the effect those two words had on your emotions and body. You wanted to scream, cry for help, hit your fist against the barred door.

You also wanted to cry for him to come back, to protect you from the situation he had put you in but you knew he’d left to continue his life as sheriff for the day.

He was supposed to be the protector of the townsfolk, so why was he hurting you?

You assumed a few hours had passed. After observing the flawlessly girly room you’d been put in, you realized there was no clock or window. He obviously wanted you to be hidden from the outside world, or maybe he wanted to hide the outside world from you?

“My dumb baby”

You whimpered at the memory. Your fear and confusion had only fueled your need for escape. As you went to stand up, regret immediately overtook you as your legs wobbled and eyes blurred, falling to the cold hard ground taking the tray of food he’d left down with you. Tears began to build in the corners of your eyes at the realization your hands were bound by harsh rope in front of you and that you were now covered in food. You were so stuck in your head you’d barely registered your surroundings.

Maybe I really am dumb.

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Lee’s POV:

He was stressed. He was pissed. He was tired. He missed you.

Lee ran his rough hands down his face as he let out a deep sigh filled with exhaustion. He hated that he had to leave you alone after last night. Lee would much rather be at home taking care of you,

He’d much rather be at home training you to be his good girl again, after that stunt you pulled with the Russel boy.

No Lee. This is your fault.

He should’ve got to you sooner. It was his fault for being a damn coward. You just didn’t understand what that Arvin kid was after. No, his girl was too innocent for her own good, he convinced himself.

Even when Lee saw you kiss that fucker, even then he knew it wasn’t your fault. You didn’t know he was watching. You just wanted attention. You were just acting out. You would have never done that if Lee had just taken what was rightfully his.

His thoughts were spiraling, as they often did when he thought of you. You’d never told him why you were cryin’ the night he’d taken you and you didn’t have to. Lee had seen the whole thing behind the dark tinted windows of his car. He also knew that’s why Arvin ran like hell when he’d seen Lee watching.

Lee chuckled at the memory, happy with the fear he instilled in the boy. He knew he’d have to instill some in you too, even if it crushed his heart.

The sound of a fist knocking on his office door suddenly ripped Lee out of his y/n filled daydream. He grumble out an agitated “come in” just as one of his lower level officers busted through the door.

“Sheriff…got somethin’ your gonna wanna see immediately”

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Tick

Tock

Tick

Tock

Tick….

BOOM

The slam of a door forced you into high alert. Your brain no longer creating ticks of a clock to fill the silence, your heart was now beating as loud as the boom that had just occurred. You nervously backed your disheveled body into the corner of the room, as it had become your only source of comfort during your stay here.

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Lee was ecstatic.

He knew he shouldn’t have been. His sister and brother in law were just found dead by some river just outta town. But fuck was Lee happy he didn’t have another obstacle standing in the way of him having you. Sandy had always been too damn protective of you. She didn’t know what you needed, she made unsafe decisions all the time. It’s why she ended up dead.

Lee knew exactly what you needed.

He couldn’t be bothered with the fact he’d just slammed his front door with a thunder-like force, he had to get to his girl. Lee removed his hat with a smile as he made his way to unlock your door. God, he missed you and he finally had you.

“Baby! God I’m so glad to see—“ Lee had started until his eyes landed on your messy form in the corner of your room. Food spilled to the ground, uneaten. Tears in your eyes.

His happiness drained and he was immediately overwhelmed with concern.

“Fuckin’ shit baby.” He cursed as he made his way over to you, only for you to shake and sob even more. He knew you hadn’t eaten your food and god knows how long you’d been here crying.

His soft coo’s only seemed to egg your cries on further and it frustrated him.

“Little one please…it’s okay…calm…calm…SHUT UP!” He bellowed as he harshly grabbed your face.

You immediately stiffened. A sob stuck in your throat and eyes not leaving his frantic ones. Your hands fisted at the end of your dress the best they could, bracing for the impact of him hurting you.

But it never came.

Lee’s face softened. “Thank you baby doll. See isn’t it easier to do as I say?” He questioned. He knew there was a part of you that desired this. To listen. To be protected and cherished.

The rough pads of his thumbs smoothed away the tracks of salty tears—drinking you in as small hiccups racked your body.

“Little one—when I ask you something, you answer. You always answer.”

“…i-I’m sorry l-lee…yes its e-easier to listen…m’sorry” you stuttered out in an attempt to please him. Thankfully it worked as his blue eyes lit up.

“My poor baby.” He cooed—dark eves traveling along your body. “You’re all sticky. How do you feel about a bath?”

Hell did the thought of getting clean sound amazing right now and you desperately wanted out of this sickly innocent room. You anxiously nodded your head in confirmation, forgetting Lee liked it better when you were verbal.

Panic struck through you at the realization but it seemed as though he didn’t care. Lee’s hands slowly wrapped themselves around your body. One under your thighs and the other around your waist. His ability to pick you up so easy sent an odd feeling through you. Yes you were scared but you liked being close to him like this. You could take in his scent. Smoke. Leather. And warm. He smelt warm and felt warm. You had found yourself leaning into his chest as he carried you to what you assumed was the bathroom. It was uncomfortable, with your wrist rubbing against the rope, but you were so cold you couldn’t care.

It was when you finally reached your destination that you looked up. Lee’s smile had yet to leave his face, thankfully it wasn’t that of a sinister one.

Lee had carried you over to the bathroom counter, tapping your thigh as a signal for you to adjust.

Looking around you noticed there were two sinks and lots of feminine bath products. First the overly decorated room and now a fully stocked bathroom. How had he been able to afford all this on a sheriff’s salary?

You’d shifted as the thought started to make you grow uncomfortable. You truly knew nothing about this man.

Casting your gaze down to your wrist, you winced at the harsh burns starting to form.

“U-um…lee? Could you?” You gestured to the rope binding your wrist.

He looked up from the bubble bath he’d started for you. Smile gone and face now completely blank. It scared you how fast his emotions could change.

“Yeah? Want me to untie them for you?” He taunted as he stalked his way towards you. “And what are you gonna do if I do that, baby?”

He didn’t trust you of course. He expected you to run.

“please I promise I’ll be good Lee. I just—they hurt” you begged trying to appeal to him.

Fuck, you knew just how to get him.

Lee reached into his back pocket pulling out a knife too sharp to be in the hands of a man like him. Reaching for your wrist, eyes never leaving yours as he cut the rope. For some reason, your eyes never left his. It was as if you were trying to show him you weren’t about to run, to show him he could trust you.

Why wasn’t I about to run?

Once your wrist were free, he brought them up to his lips, gently pressing a kiss to the irritated skin.

“I’m sorry. Don’t—please don’t make me do that again.” He’d ordered, jaw clenched, before his hands made their way around your waist, easily lifting you from the counter onto the floor.

Your head was still killing you, and it seemed like the floor was shaking under your feet just as it had before.

Though before you could crash again, those same rough hands found your waist and you almost happily welcomed them.

“Wow you really are like Bambi, aren’t ya?” He teased, eyes lit up. “Can’t even walk without tripping over your own two feet.”

Fuck you. You almost said, but you doubted that would have helped much. The whole reason you couldn’t walk was because of him!

“Now—im gonna let ya get undressed. Bathe by yourself.” He’d began, hands rubbing moving up and down your shivering arms. “Be good? ‘Kay honey?”

No. No I won’t be good. You wanted to fight back. Make him angry and frustrated like you were. Press his buttons.

But even you knew that wouldn’t work just yet.

“Yes sir.”

Lee almost groaned at your obedience. He knew you’d fall right into your role.

After handing you a fluffy white towel he turned to make his leave.

Holding the fabric to your chest—you watched anxiously as his leather cladded back retreated to the rest of the house, before closing the door. Of course—not without the click of a lock.

Looking around you suddenly became overwhelmed—confused. Like you didn’t know what to do. Not even the lovely smell of roses and vanilla could comfort you.

You wanted him back.

“Lee—“ you shakily called making your way to the door.

Not even two seconds later it opened.

“What’s wrong, baby—is everything oka—“ he rambled before you cut him off with a sigh.

“I don’t…wanna be alone. Please stay with me, Lee.”

Lee was a weak man. Well a weak man for you. Immediately he nodded his head, willing to do whatever it is you needed.

It shocked you, how eager he was. Maybe it shouldn’t have, he had kidnapped you after all.

You watched as he turned to give you privacy so you could undress, thankful for that. Slowly you started to strip the once beautiful now ruined dress, before folding it neatly and setting it on the counter. Next you did the same with your bra and panties.

You then checked back to make sure he was still turned before feeling the temperature of the water. Boiling hot and filled with bubbles. Just how you would have made it.

Dipping your toes in you couldn’t help but let out a groan, Lee swore his pants tightened a little at the sound.

Once you had fully submerged yourself in the bubbles, you let out a little cough signaling Lee could turn around.

The sight could have brought him to his knees.

Your hair was disheveled in a way only you could pull off, cheeks peachy red from the heat, and body barley covered.

Lee knew you had to be some kinda angel in that moment, and fuck if it didn’t make him wanna worship you.

He made his way closer to you, eyes trying not to look at the blue lace he’d seen under your dress earlier, now folded on his bathroom counter. Once he’d gotten close enough to the bath he crouched down, leveling himself next to you.

His presence, though it still made you uneasy, brought a sense of belonging. You watched him as he crouched next to you, eyes locked.

“why— why me?” You let out without thinking.

Hadn’t he told you before? Hadn’t he told you how perfect you were for him? How he couldn’t let the only perfect thing in this world be taken from him?

Sighing, Lee knew he had to give you a better answer.

“Why? cause’ baby, you were made for more. More than this town can offer. You weren’t made to be some fuckin’ kids first fuck. You weren’t made to wipe tables for people who don’t give two shits. You weren’t made to be abandoned— you were made to be mine.” Lee preached. He could tell it scared you, how passionate he was.

“I know you feel it too. I’ve seen it. Only my girl woulda’ stayed hours late for me just to serve me pie. Only my girl woulda’ somehow always been able to run into me everywhere she went. The universe wants us together, don’t deny it baby doll.” He said before grabbing your smaller hands in his.

You had yet to respond. Yes, you had a crush on the older man. You had since you moved here, but did you want this?

Your lack of response once again frustrated Lee, as he moved his strong hand around to your neck, not choking you…just holding it there as if a warning.

“Tell me you don’t want me.” He demanded, forcing you to whimper. “Tell me how bad I am. Tell me how you didn’t want this to happen. Didn’t want a bad man like me to take you and make you mine.”

He slowly brought his face closer to yours inhaling your scent as he said the dark words. You shifted your legs closed obviously effected by him. It took everything in you not to whimper as his nose rubbed against your temple. You knew he’d seen it, it’s what brought a dark smile to accompany his dark lust clouded eyes.

You did want him but…you couldn’t give into him.

“…I don—“ you’d never got to finish as he pulled your lips to meet his, the kiss forceful and passionate. He tasted like whiskey, a drink you’d never personally have but liked on him. The kiss was full of built up frustration, teeth and tongue. Water from the tub had spilled onto Lee’s jacket and pants but he couldn’t give a fuck.

Lee continued to dominate the kiss, mumbling out ‘mine’ in between breath’s. Something sparked in you. You didn’t want him to win so easily.

Suddenly you harshly bit down onto his bottom lip, letting out a strangled moan from him. “You fucking little brat,” he hissed watching the blood drip from his mouth.

It made Lee laugh. His good girl had some fight in her. Your innocent eyes still held that spark in them and fuck did he love it.

Lee’s hand quickly shot out grabbing your jaw harshly, forcing your body to lean slightly over the edge of the tub.

“Hhmh I see baby. Daddy leaves you alone for a little bit and you feel all big and bad, like you can handle it huh?” He said with a laugh.

“Open.” He demanded as he watched your eyes shimmer with tears.

You wanted to struggle. Shaking your head you let out a shaky groan.

Lee lifted an eyebrow at your defiance, amused by your fight.

Suddenly you felt his rough finger invading your mouth, forcing it open. Lee then leaned over your frame letting a mix of spit and blood fall between your pouty lips. You whimpered at the taste, fearful and turned on.

“Swallow now” he demanded, holding your jaw with what could only be described as a loving force.

You listened, swallowing what he gave you, ashamed at the ache between your thighs.

“Finally, you’re my good girl again.” He chuckled as he tapped his wet hands against your cheek.

“You’ve got ten minutes, Bambi. I expect you to be done when I get back.” Lee said as he stood up to make his way out, leaving you dazed and confused.

You were embarrassed by how wet you were, scared by how aggressive he was, and frustrated that he left.

You slowly shrunk into the bubbles as if to hide from your own thoughts, never noticing the pair of panties Lee had taken with him.

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Lee closed the door behind him, letting out a breath he didn’t know he’d been holding in. His hands fisted the lace blue panties he’d stolen from your little pile of clothes, and he knew he was fucked up for it. They were just so…you. Lee hummed to himself as he played with the little wet spot from where the fabric had rubbed against your little cunt.

He’d learned today that his good girl was also a brat, one that needed to be broken in. He didn’t mind, he’d always known you had a stubborn streak.

But fuck was lee happy to be the one to bring both sides out of you.

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Bunny’s Note: oh my god. How y’all doing????? I know I know Lee is a big perv in this one but I’m obsessed with it. I also wanna thank you all for the love you’ve shown this series, even with how dark it is. Thank you all so much! I watched this movie agaiN because I want him so bad.

Love, Bunny 🎀

Taglist 🏷

@themotherofhorses @mgkbabygirl @yessirsargeantbarnes @thedarthpancakes @openup-yourmind @booksandbenbarnes @siriusjohnpotter @clearwatersfalling @juulle987 @leesbadussy

#dark bucky x reader #dark lee bodecker #lee bodecker x reader smut #bucky barnes smut #sebastian stan #bucky x reader smut #marvel fanfic writer #the devil all the time #arvin russel x y/n #lee bodecker x female reader #yandere Bucky x reader #steve kemp x reader #dark fanfiction #bucky barnes #marvel x reader #sebastian stan met gala

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tom-whore-dleston · 1 year

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Goth Farmer

Goth: horror themes, mysterious and dark, mysterious Farmer: rural, tractors and machinery, animals, traditional

Here is my submission for @the-slumberparty's What's Your Aesthetic graphic challenge. I can't believe the slumber party is slowly coming to an end 🥺🥺 I've been having such a blast connecting with so many kind and talented creators while getting back in the writing groove. I am already looking forward to the next slumber party 😊😊

For this challenge, I got goth farmer and immediately thought of Arvin Russel. It was easy since The Devil All the Time already has southern gothic themes.

#navy and roo's sleepover #navy and roo sleepover #the slumberparty #whats your aesthetic challenge #arvin russel #the devil all the time #tom holland #arvin russel fanfic #arvin russel imagine #arvin russel x reader #arvin russel x you

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silkylovey · 2 years

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twitter recs 5 do not open if you're younger than 18, have your volume to the highest setting, or are in a crowded room

rafe’s birthday gift

anal with rafe

public sex (fingering) with rafe

sitting on peter’s face

every day sex with rafe

riding peter

riding peter while he is driving

sensual sex with peter

threesome with rafe but he doesn’t want to fuck the other girl

sucking rafe off while he’s driving

taglist: @merrcasf

#nate drake smut #rafe obx #rafe cameron #tom holland #tom holland fanfic #silkylovey #tom holland imagine #tom holland x female reader #tom holland x reader #tom holland x y/n #tom holland x you #arvin russell smut #peter parker smau #peter parker smut #rafe cameron smut #tom holland smut

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whos-greek-scouser · 2 years

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Arvin Russell x Reader

{ readers pronouns are she/her } if you are different pronouns you can change them on chrome extention called "interactiveFics"

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A short imagine where arvin meets you for the first time and you fall for him. Love at first sight..

There he was on his way to pick up his sister Lenora

he drove off and parked in front of the school waiting for his sister to come. After waiting for what felt like ages he finally saw his sister coming towards the car but also with other girl walking with her

"Hello Brother" Lenora said smiling widely at her brother

"Hey there Lenora" he said while smoking his cigarette

"This is my friend Y/n she just moved here" Lenora said pointing towards you.

Arvin put his cigarette out and from the sudden motion his brunette hair fell gracefully on his face, he stared at you (in a non creepy way ofc)

"Hello Y/n I'm Arvin Lenora's brother" he said

"Hey, I know she told me about you already" you smiled

"Brother, do you mind giving Y/n a lift home the school bus not gonna arrive here till late" Lenora said waiting for her brother's reply

"sure why not" he said and you and Lenora jumped into the back seat

He began to start the car, it was dead silent in the car, Arvin deciding to break the silence

"So y/n where do you live so i know where to drop you off" he asked

But before you can reply Lenora interrupted you

"Actually Arvin I was thinking that Y/n should come to our house to have supper" Lenora smiled she enjoyed your company.

"Ok what'd you say y/n?" he asked

"uh i don't see why not" you smiled and glared at him through the rear view mirror trying to hide your blush, indeed he was handsome..

His eyes, his hair, him in general. How where you to tell your best friend Lenora you were falling for her brother?

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This was just a short imagine but i promise there will be more good content... ( this was my first post ) if you liked my writing you can check out more of my stories on wattpad. My user is @RiddlesHorcrux_

#arvin russel fic #arvin russel x reader #imagines #tom holland #writing #fanfiction writer #fanfic #fanfiction #the devil all the time #x reader #tom holland imagine

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bubblessunshinehoney · 1 year

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Is it smut?

A/N: i think the title speaks for itself, but yeah, it was my first fic ever published on my first account @/cloudyfeel. Still couldnt get it back, so i'm investing all my energy on this one, hehe

TW: smut, I mean the title is a spoiler?… cockwarming, slight jealousy,(if you look very closely), a little bit of angst-Tom being a bit insecure

Enjoy,

Cloudy

Dont't be shy, comment, reblog, like!

english is not my first language. not beta read, all mistakes are my own.

You were on the couch reading some fanfic on tumblr while Tom, your cute boyfriend, was watching some golf on TV. It was time like this, that you miss while he was away for filming or on press tour. You just enjoyed being with him and spend time with him even if both of you were doing different things.

“What are you reading?” Tom asked you genuinely curious. You looked at him before answering: “Some fanfiction”

“About who?” You thought of your answer.. you were not embarrassed to read fanfiction, Tom knew from the start of your relationship two years ago, that you read and write some of it. “Mmh… currently Bucky Barnes, it’s a really good one.” “Sebastian Stan as Bucky Barnes?” “Yeah, who else?” You asked in return.

Tom looked at you, a hint of jealousy coursing his veins. He didn’t know why… but he also knew that you found Sebastian Stan pretty looking. You could feel him tensed. You let a small sigh and you said:“ I also read one about Captain America, Harry Styles, Peter Parker…so you know about a lot of people, about a lot of different topics.”

“You read fanfic about me?” You laughed. “I said about Peter Parker.” He snorted. “Yeah, but I am Peter Parker.” “So he’s Andrew Garfield or Tobey Maguire… you’re not that special, babe” you teased him. “Excuse me young lady?” “I excuse you pretty boy.”

You continued your reading, but you could feel Tom’s glaze on you. You stopped looking at your phone after a few minutes and you meet eyes with Tom. “Ok, I confess… I read fanfic about you.” “Like me, me? ” “Yeah and your characters. But mostly Peter Parker, Arvin Russell and you as yourself or in alternative universe.” He blushed. You raised an eyebrow at his reaction. “Why are you blushing ?” “Is it smut?”

You scoffed, “sometimes” you mumbled. Now you were a bit embarrassed… ok you read smut about those fictional characters… but to admit it out loud to your boyfriend, who played those characters… you felt shy suddenly. “But I’m right here, darling” “ I’m not reading smut about you or your characters when you here…” “Oh…but your reading bucky barney’s fiction…with smut?”

It was your time to blush. Yup, you were reading a smut fiction about a marvel character while your boyfriend was watching innocently some golf. “Maybe?” “Y/N!” “Sorry, Tom, ok? I just found it and the summary was catchy and I started reading it…. and this author is very good at smut. I am horny and reading this kind of fiction is nice when I am in this state, you know.” “But I am here!” Shouted Tom. “Tom, sweety, I am mentally horny… not physically horny right now” You both laugh. “Damn, you’re weird… I love you Y/N/N”. “Love you too dork, but I know that you’re jealous of my Bucky Barnes fanfic.” The day went by and when you were both getting ready to go to bed Tom asked you.

“Could I read some?” You looked at him with wide eyes. “ I mean, I am curious to see some of the works you liked. About my characters, me or other.” “To be clear, I read about you or you characters, when I missed you and you’re not here, ok? Because clearly, when we’re together I don’t need it… I mean all my fantasies come true while we’re together.”

“No need to justify, baby. You told me when we started dating that you like reading and writing some fanfic. But I really am curious and to read some you liked… I don’t know I feel like I can connect with even more, when we’re not together.” You pout, he was the cutest…and you couldn’t handle it or even said no to him. “Tom… stop being this adorable… give me your phone I’ll connect you to my tumblr.”

He smiled at you and handed you his phone. He was happy to asked you this because he was going away for a few days with his brothers and you couldn’t come. “Keep in mind that some of them are… maybe a bit extreme and I don’t put them on the list of the thing I want to try with you during sex, alright?” He nodded and opened his arms for you to come cuddle him. ~~~~~~ You were at your desk working on something when your phone start buzzing. Tom was calling you. “Hey Tommy!” “Hey, Y/N” “ we said that we were calling each other later or am I wrong?” There was a silent and you could hear tom heavy breathing. “ you ok?” “I’m reading some of the fanfic that you saved.” Your heart started beating a little faster. “Oh, the extreme ones?” “ i don’t know what you mean about extreme… but I- i am a little concern about my size.” “Your size?” “ yeah, my penis… I-I mean sometimes the description of my shaft in these… I wonder if mine is… you know good enough…” You reprimanded your laugh. Tom was sometime insecure, but you were not ready for him to be insecure about his size…well no this one to be honest. “You’re stretching me just right, baby boy.” You said languidly. “ damn, you don’t know what’s coming for you when I am home.” He replied. “Well I sure hope to cum…” You both laughed and started to talk about everything and anything before you had to hang up and started working again. But you couldn’t wait for him to come home… now you were horny in the physical way. ~~~~ Two days later, Tom and his brothers were coming back from there little trip. You had planned a little lingerie set to welcome home your sweet, sexy and handsome boyfriend. You heard the door open and shut quite quickly before the voice of Tom came to you. “Y/N!” “In the bedroom!” You found the best way to lay down on the sheets. You were on your stomach with your legs bends and your chin between your hands. Tom literally stormed to the room. He stopped in his tracks and looked at you with wide eyes and he huffed.

“ jesus, why didn’t you warned me that those fanfic could made me that horny !” You laughed and sit on your knees. “ why don’t you cure your horny state with me ? I just read a fanfic with Peter Parker and it was… so… fucking hot. I need you Tom.”

Tom took his shirt and pants off. He crowled on the bed and stopped just an inche from you. He looked at you from head to toes and his eyes darkened with lust. “ I saw that you read one were we have a threesome with Hazz.” “ yeah, an extreme one…sorry about that. But if it makes it better, I don’t want to… just you and me.. nobody else.” He kissed you, with a certain passion that you only found when he came back from filming. His hands started running down your body, cupping your breast, your ass before he cupped your cheeks.“ You’re so beautiful, I can believe you’re mine.” You chuckled and put your hands on his neck and you scratched the base of his hair. He groaned in the kiss and put you closer to him. “ I want to try something.” He whispered. You hummed letting him now that you were listening. He kissed your cheeks, your lips, your neck before saying. “Cockwarming” you put your hands on his shoulders and you looked him in the eyes. “I was thinking of that this morning… I want to try it too. But not in my mouth though…” “ yeah, not in your mouth I wanna hold you tight.”

You stripped from you last bit of clothing and Tom sat against the headboard. You straddled him, he caressed your folds, you reached the drawer of the nightstand and got the lube. Tom smiled at you and took the bottle. He opened it and squeezed some in his hands, he worked him self up and continue to teasing your folds. When you felt both ready, he put a condom and you aligned yourself with him. You slipped gently and when your ass meet his thighs you both sigh in pleasure. “So now, we don’t move for awhile” Tom murmured. “Yeah, that’s the idea of cockwarming. How was the trip?”

He chuckled and tried to focus on his answer, but he felt too good to be in you after being so horny for the past few days of reading this smut. “It was nice, but not as nice as what I am feeling right now.” You laughed and in doing so you clenched a little bit. Tom hissed and you let a little moan out. “Fuck, that��s not what I thought, I would feel. Tom, don’t be insecure about your size, you’re really filling me up just right.”

He put his arms around your waist and kissed your beck tenderly. “Gosh I love you, Y/N/N”. You put your hands in his hairs and kissed his forehead, cheeks and then his lips. “I love you too, Tommy.”

You stayed silent, just enjoying the feeling to be this close and this connected. When your legs started to hitch, Tom took the initiative to turned you around. Without slipping out of you, he was on top. He took both of your legs and put them on his waist and he started thrust in you. You whimper quietly at the sudden movement. Your hands on his back, your nails digging in his flesh. He groaned and start thrusting harder and faster. You moaned louder and louder overwhelmed by the warming and now the way Tom entered you and hitting your g-spot. “Babe, I wont last long” panted Tom.

You kissed him passionately and your hands went on his ass to accentuate his movement. “Me neither, touch me please”. He reached for your clit and you arched your back. Tom searched your eyes, when you locked them together your breathing synchronized and you both camed at the same time. Your all body trembled and Tom collapsed on top of you. You caressed his head and shoulders while he kissed tenderly your neck and collarbone.

“Sweety, can you come out. Cockwarming is over” you chuckled. He sighed and lay down beside you. You cuddled on his chest and listened to his heartbeat. “Babe, do you want me to sub next time?” “If you up for it, why not.”

He hold you tighter and kissed your forehead. Maybe let him read your favourite fanfic was a good idea.

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peterparkers-bad-youtube-apology · 2 years

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Hey guys! I wanted to do something to celebrate 900 so I decided to throw together this little sleepover! I decided to make it slutty since I started writing smut and I thought that would be fun. Hoping this goes well, I’ve only done one sleepover before and it flopped so fingers crossed. Anyways, thank you so much for supporting me and liking my work, love you guys so much xx

Btw, I write for Tom Holland, Peter Parker, Arvin Russell, Nathan Drake, and Harrison Osterfield. I’ll be running this from now until Friday June 3rd

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spooky-ghosts · 2 years

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"You're mine. Say it." - with Arvin Russell.

(Ask from @downwiththiship )

arvin wants you for his own.

word count: 448

warning: smut! unprotected sex (p in v), choking, some religious talk, mentions of cheating.

a/n: thank you so much for this request, darling. i hope it's okay. (i apologize that it's so short) i might need to do more for this soft boy. also, thank you to @babblydrabbly for editing this for me!

arvin russell x female reader; (mentioned) sheriff bodecker x female reader

There isn’t much room in the back of your car, but the two of you make do. He’s got you pressed down against the leather bench seat, one set of long fingers wrapped around your throat as the other grips tight on your thigh. His hips snap forward, the sound of skin slapping against skin accompanies each thrust into you. One good squeeze stops the moan that tries to make its way out of you and he smirks.

The summer’s night already has your bodies slick with a light sheen of sweat and now that the two of you have twined your bodies together in such a small space, you both glisten with it. His dark hair is plastered against his forehead from it, drops roll from his hairline down to his jaw where they drop onto your face, your chest, with each push of his hips. “You feel so good, darlin’,” he rasps. “If this is what heaven is like, God forgive me for bein’ a sinner.”

His hand releases its hold on your throat and you gulp in the warm July air, the taste of salty sweat and sex slides along your taste buds. “God won’t forgive people like me and you, Arvin,” you tell him as your nails rake down his straining arms. “Not for what we’re doin’.”

He laughs and leans down to steal a kiss, sloppy but hungry. “He don’t have to know about what we get up to,” he murmurs against your lips. This change of position has him driving deeper into you, making your eyes roll and your toes curl. “Nobody has to know what we do - not even the Sheriff.”

The mentioning of your husband has you clenching around the younger man and a broken moan leaves his throat. “Don’t- don’t talk about him, not right now,” you plead. Your hands move from his arms to tangle into his long, dark locks, tangling them deep. “‘Sjust you and me here.”

Arvin nods and places a few apologetic kisses on the corner of your mouth. “You and me, that’s all that matters. You’re mine.” Your stomach flips when he says that and he feels you fluttering around him at the idea. His fingers on your throat move to grip your chin, holding you in place as his dark stare traps you. “You’re mine. Say it.”

“I’m yours, Arvin Russell, for as long as you’ll have me,” you whisper over the cicadas and the soft squeaks of the seat as he continues to rock into you.

He groans, drops his hand from your face and hides his face into your neck. “Gonna keep you forever, darlin’. Just need to get rid of him.”

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alltoowelltom · 2 years

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In That Dress (t.h)

summary: y/n's costume at the Holland's annual costume party causes a little issue for tom

a/n: ok this is complete sleep-deprived shit, but i might have broken through my writers' block so yay!

this is based off of a group costume with some friends last halloween, hence the names of y/n's friend group. it's random, but enjoy!

Boyfriend!Tom, Established relationship, fluff, hint of smut

"I vote Scooby-Doo," says Meg, strolling over to the kitchen and opening up the fridge. "Are you telling me you don't see the likeness between Ant and Scooby? It's uncanny."

You sigh, glancing over at your friends spread over the kitchen table at Tom's house. They'd come over an hour ago to finalise costume plans for the annual Holland costume party this weekend, and not one plan had been made.

"Do I get to be Daphne if we go as Scooby-Doo?" asks Angie. "Wait, what's their group name? The Scooby-Doos? Scooby-Doo crew?" she puts her head in her hands.

"Mystery Inc." mutters Kai, scrolling through his phone. in the corner.

"Okay, we can't be the Scooby-Doo crew because Angie's dyslexia can't cope with it." says Ant, rubbing Angie's back sympathetically. "Why don't we circle back to the Spice Girls idea?"

The rest of the group considers.

"That's actually not a bad idea," agrees Meg.

The conversation pauses as Harrison strolls in, blinking when he sees the five people unexpectedly in Tom's kitchen.

"Oh, hey Y/N, hey guys." he says. "Uh, I was just popping in to check- uh-"

You roll your eyes at him.

"I won't tell him you were here. I'll just blame it on that racoon that he thinks is breaking in and eating all his food." you say.

He grins.

"Thanks. So, have you guys sorted your costumes for Friday night?" he asks. "Harry and Sam are going as Gru and Dr Nefario, apparently they're the ones to beat."

"That's what we've been trying to do for the last hour and a half," sighs Ant. "Tell me, which Spice Girl do you think I am?"

Harrison snorts, before realising Ant is serious and trying to cover it up as a cough.

"Baby Spice," he answers quickly, blurting out the first Spice Girl that came to mind. "Y/N has to be Ginger Spice, by the way. Tom'll probably cum in his pants."

You clap your hand over your mouth as your friends laugh, wiggling their eyebrows suggestively.

"Why? Why would he do that?"

Harrison shrugs.

"He was borderline obsessed with her for a while when we were teenagers." he says. "Couldn't really explain it. Later, guys!" he calls as he slinks out the back door.

The music pumps from downstairs, vibrating the carpeted floor as you pull on your white knee-high boots. Nikki had been kind enough to let you and your friends borrow her bedroom to get ready for the costume party. Slipping a redheaded wig on your head, you glance in the mirror as Angie pokes her head around the door from the ensuite bathroom.

"Y/N!" she calls. "Tuwaine just texted to tell us we're up next, are you ready?"

You nod, applying one more coat of red lipstick as you follow her down the hall. Your group gathers on the landing, just around the corner from the top of the staircase. Right on cue, the lights go out, bringing a few gasps from the partygoers at the bottom of the stairs. In the darkness you find your places, posed as the group and giggling as you bump into each other. Somewhere downstairs, someone adjusts the music and ‘Spice Up Your Life' begins to play loudly. The lights come on and you strut down the stairs as a group, eliciting cheers and whistles from the partygoers. Reaching the bottom of the stairs, you pose one last time as Harry snaps a few photos, struggling to operate his camera with his fake Gru nose in the way.

As the group breaks apart, Tom pushes his way to the front and brings you into an embrace. You don't miss the way his eyes take in your costume, his breath hitching in his throat at the tight fitting dress, glittery sequins making up the Union Jack flag and accentuating your curves perfectly. He rests his hands on your hip, careful not to spill his beer on your outfit as he leans in close.

"You're so sexy in that get-up, love." he whispers, lips brushing against your ear. "Can barely keep my hands off of you."

He peppers tiny kisses over your neck, pushing you gently to the side of the room. He backs you up against the living room wall, bumping into people dancing on his way. You moan quietly, threading your fingers through his dark curls as he gently ruts his hips into yours, hoping to find some kind of friction.

"Tom! Y/N!" calls Sam, rolling his eyes and pushing his way through the crowd towards the two of you. "Stop feeling each other up in public and come see Harrison and Grace's costume!"

He disappears into the moving crowd and you push Tom off gently, beginning to follow Sam. Tom doesn't move from where he's still facing the wall, pulling you back by the hand.

"Y/N!" he hisses. "I can't go right now."

You frown, gently tugging on his hand.

"I want to go see Harrison and Grace's costumes. Apparently they were coming as Titanic and the iceberg, and I’ve got to see how they pulled that one off."

"Y/N, I can't go right now." he whines, blushing furiously and turning to the wall even more as an aunt of his walks past, nodding at the two of you. You give her a polite smile before pulling Tom to face you by the shoulders. You bite your lip to keep from laughing as Tom pouts at you. It seems he was telling the truth when he said he enjoyed your outfit. The tent in his pants said that all too clearly.

"You've gotta help me baby," he whines, attempting to cover himself with his hands. They're gonna bring out the food soon and all my family are gonna see!"

You rest your head on his shoulder as you laugh, trying to control yourself enough to assess the situation.

"Do you think if we hang out here for a minute, Little Tom will go away on his own?" you ask.

Tom shakes his head, turning towards the wall in shame again.

"Not while you're in that dress." he blushes.

You roll your eyes affectionately, glancing around to make sure no one's paying too much attention. You stand in front of him, wrapping your arms around his neck and shielding the front of his body as you begin to guide him up the stairs towards his old bedroom before anyone will notice.

"You owe me, Holland."

tysm for reading! reblogs and comments are super appreciated <3

tom's costume

part 2

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waitimcomingtoo · 2 years

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Cause You Had A Bad Day

Pairing: Arvin Russell x Reader

Synopsis: Arvin snaps at you after a bad day for the both of you

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Arvin came home after a rough day and just wanted to be alone. Nothing particularly horrible happened, just a bunch of little annoyances that left him irritable and tired. He hung up his jacket with a heavy sigh and went to the kitchen to get some water. You had been looking at a slip of paper with a deep frown but folded it up and set it down when you saw Arvin come in.

“Hi, honey. How was your day?” You asked as you put on a smile for him.

“Not great.” He mumbled as he took a seat at the kitchen table and poured himself some water. You immediately went over to him and put your hands on his shoulders.

“Oh, I’m sorry. What happened?” You asked as you rubbed small circles on his back.

“Don’t wanna talk about it.” Arvin mumbled and pulled away from your touch. He was feeling overstimulated already and didn’t want to be touched at the moment, but you didn’t realize that yet.

“Was it because of the heat? I was thinking bout you all day. You must’ve been sweating like a pig out there at the tar pits. Bet it was real hot, huh?”

“No. Wasn’t the heat. Just had a bad day, is all.” Arvin said and gave you a tired look. He hoped you’d see how exhausted he was and just leave him alone.

“Oh.” You nodded in understanding. “It was that one worker, wasn’t it? What was his name again? Sal? No. Was is James? Or is his name Joe? I can’t remember. But you said something bout him once after he-“

��Wasn’t a worker either. Just had a bad day, okay?” Arvin repeated, starting to get frustrated with you. For some reason, your simple questions were making his blood boil under his skin.

“I’m sorry you had a bad day, honey. Would it make you feel better if I fixed you something to eat?” You asked and tried to rub his back again. Arvin clenched his hands into fists and took a deep breath before letting them go.

“I’m not hungry. Don’t worry bout me. I just wanna be alone right now.” He told you and started to walk towards your shared bedroom.

“What about a bath? I bet that would make you feel better. Don’t you want to sit down in a nice, hot bath? I’ll draw one for you. I could even join you.” You offered as you followed him to the room. He was so annoyed from his day at work that he wasn’t even listened to what you were saying, he only knew that you were talking when he wanted silence.

“No, that’s okay. I’ll probably just take a nap or something.” He gave you a tight smile and took a seat on your bed.

“Okay. Good idea. Get some rest, honey. I’ll get started on dinner.” You told him. You took his hat off his head and kissed his forehead before leaving the room. Arvin sighed in a relief and laid down, finally getting the silence he wanted. The silence lasted about three minutes before you knocked on the doorframe.

“Hey Arvin?” You asked, making Arvins eyes fly open and remain on the ceiling.

“Do you want chicken tonight or stew? Cause I was thinking I could use the leftover chicken stock from yesterday to make a-“

“God damn it!” He cut you off and sat up in bed as he loudly slammed his fist down on the dresser beside him. You jumped a little and looked at him in confusion.

“Can you shut the fuck up for two seconds? I cannot stand the sound of your voice right now. How many god damn questions are you gonna ask me? I don’t care if you do chicken or stew or if you were hot today and I definitely don’t care about baths. I asked you to leave me alone. Why can’t you just to that? Just leave me the fuck alone!”

A silence fell between the two of you as you stared at each other across the bed room. You blinked a few times and Arvin saw your eyes well with tears before you looked down at the ground. He immediately felt guilty for yelling at you and wanted to apologize, but you started speaking first.

“Okay.” You said after a minute as you kept your eyes on your fingers while you nervously toyed with them.

“Okay?” Arvin asked in confusion. He didn’t expect such a short response after screaming so loud at you that the house shook.

“Okay, I’ll leave you alone.” You said quietly.

“Oh. All right. Thank you.” Arvin eyed you curiously, wondering why you weren’t shouting back.

“Um, I’ll just make dinner then. Sorry.” You said and quickly left the room.

Arvin tried to lay back down again but couldn’t stop thinking about what he had said. He was known to lose his temper, he had just never lost it at you like that. You’d been there to patch him up every time he let his anger get the better of him but this time, you had been the one on the receiving end. Arvin twiddled his thumb for a minute before laying down again. He tossed and turned it a few minutes before getting out of bed. He padded into the kitchen and saw you chopping vegetables on the counter.

“Baby doll?” He asked as he knocked on the doorframe to alert you to his presence. He saw you stiffen at the sound of his voice but you didn’t stop chopping up vegetables.

“What?” You asked without turning around. Arvin gulped a little, hearing that you write upset from the tone of your voice. He walked over to you and wrapped his arms around you from behind as he rested his chin on your shoulder.

“I’m sorry I shouted at you.” Arvin mumbled against the skin of your neck before placing a kiss there. You didn’t respond that time and continued with that you were doing. Arvin frowned and tried again.

“I wasn’t mad at you, darling. I was mad about everything else. I had a bad day-“

“I know.” You cut him off before moving out of his arms and going over to the sink. He watched as you filled a pot with water before slamming it down on the stove.

“I had a bad day and I snapped at you. I’m sorry.” He finished his sentence and hoped you would hear the sincerity in his voice. You stopped what you were doing suddenly and turned around the look at him.

“You know, I had a bad day too.” You told him as you folded your arms.

“What happened?” Arvin asked as his eyebrows knit together. You rolled your eyes a little before looking back down at the ground.

“Well, I went into work and found at that my boss’s son got the promotion that I’ve been working towards for months. But that’s fine. I almost expected that more them I expected the promotion. To make myself feel better, I stopped at the market on my way home. I thought I might bake something to surprise you. I accidentally bumped into this man with my cart and he screamed in my face. I got scared so I just left my cart there and walked back to my car. He followed me to scream at me some more. I just wanted to get home after that but I guess I was in too much of a hurry because Officer Bodecker pulled me over and gave me a ticket. Not before me mumbled something about how women shouldn’t be allowed on the road, of course. Then I came home. And I was so excited to to see you to tell you about my awful day. Because after everything that happened, I truly didn’t think my day could get any worse.” You said as you looked up at Arvin. He was looking at you with pity in his eyes, his guilt only doubling now that he knew the full story. You looked him up and down before shaking your head a little.

“And then my boyfriend yelled at me.” You said with a sad smile. Arvin shut his eyes and leg out a little sigh before going over to you. He put his hand on your shoulder but you didn’t look into his eyes.

“Baby doll, I am so sorry. I had no idea what kinda day you had.” He said in a soft voice.

“Would that have changed anything? Would you really have been able to control your temper?” You asked as you looked up at him. Arvin opened his mouth to respond, then shut it when he realized he didn’t have an answer. He wanted to think the answer was yes, but he couldn’t confidently tell you that. You noticed Arvins lost expression and sighed a little.

“Arvin, I know you’re tired. But I’m tired too. I’m tired of men getting to act however they want, and expect us not to react. I’ve been screamed at, purposely scared, and put down so many times just because a man near me had a bad day. Well I wanna scream too. I have bad days too.”

“I know you do, baby doll.” Arvin said and cupped your face. This time, you let him and rested your cheek in his hand.

“I’m sorry I shouted at you. I’m sorry I made your day worse. I wish I wasn’t so angry all the time. I don’t know why I’m like that. I wish I were different.”

The sadness in Arvins eyes, coupled with the genuine remorse in his voice, made you give him a sad smile. You thought about the childhood he had endured and all the reasons he had to be a perpetually angry person. You reached up and cupped Arvins face, taking him by surprise.

“I don’t wish you were different. I love you the way you are.” You told him, making his eyes soften. He wrapped his hand around your wrist and leaned into your palm.

“Please, let me make it up to you. How can I make your day better?” Arvin asked you. You thought about it for a second before a coy smile tugged at your lips.

“I can still draw that bath.”

“No, please, I don’t deserve it. You don’t have to do anything for me.” Arvin shook his head.

“I didn’t say it was just for you.” You told him as you pulled him by the shirt towards the bathroom.

A few minutes, you were sitting between Arvins legs in a warm bath with candles lit around you. Arvin scooped up some of the bubbles you had put into the tub and used them to give himself a bubble heard. You looked over your shoulder at him and laughed at what he had done.

“Do you feel better?” He asked now that he had you smiling again.

“‘Much.” You sighed happily and sunk deeper into the bath.

“I tell ya, that officer Bodecker don’t know what he’s talking about. I’m gonna go down to that station tomorrow and get that ticket cleared up.” Arvin declared.

“Aw, Arvie warvy.” You gushed. “Thanks, honey. I would appreciate that.”

“Yup. And after that, I’m gonna go to the market and get you all your favorite baking goods. You can make all the cookies and pies that can fit in our house.”

“That would be something, wouldn’t it? A whole house full of baked goods. Bet it would smell mighty fine in here.” You said as you looked over your shoulder with a smile.

“It would. And while you bake, I’m gonna make you the best damn dinner you ever did have. You won’t have to lift a finger.”

“Can you even cook, mister?” You raised an eyebrow at him.

“I’m gonna learn. I’ll hit the books right after this bath.” Arvin stated, malign you laugh again. He smiled and felt relieved to know you had forgiven him.

“What’s the rush? We can stay here all night if we want.”

“Suppose we could. But we’d get all pruny.” Arvin reminded you.

“I like prunes.” You shrugged and snuggled closer to his body. Arvin happily wrapped his arms around you and rested his chin on your head.

“You know what?” Arvin smiled. “So do I.”

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lovelykhaleesiii · 2 years

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Flaws & Strengths

PAIRING: Arvin Russell x fem!Reader

Words: 1.1k

Summary [requested by - @anonymousreader101x ]: “ooo could i request an arvin x reader where they’re both in school and she wears a short dress with low cleavage and he gets all possessive and jealous and puts his hoodie on her to keep her covered and it keeps undoing so he keeps zipping it up through the day and then someone touches her and he fucks the up for her”

Warnings: swearing, violence, angst, (***) time jumps

Your relationship with Arvin was a blessing, he was everything you could have hoped for. He was your dream boy. You knew that Arvin was definitely serious about you, sparking the conversation about his plans and hopes for the future he envisioned with you.

“Let’s get through school first, and then we can worry about these things Arv.”

“God Y/N, we should just leave now. I can get a job working in construction. Get a headstart while we’re still young-”

“Arvin, sweetie, in due time. You try talking to my father about leaving school and tell me how that goes-” You playfully wink, pulling his denim jacket towards you, as you advance for a quick kiss.

“Hmm, I just hate this place. School was never for me, you know that. No point wasting my time when I can be useful out there... And I hate these sons of bitches-” The irritation in his voice perceptible, as he eyed out the same group of boys that would taunt and tease Lenora.

“Just a few more years Arv, and I promise you, life will be good. Now let’s get to class.”

***

Class as usual, was routine. As you’d be paying attention to the lesson ahead, Arvin was always preoccupied elsewhere, it became a habit that his time spent in class was to be enthralled by you, occasionally disrupted from his day dreams by the teacher or even yourself, if you’d catch him.

Although today, seemed to pose a bit more of a challenge. As Arvin was closely surveying your body, his eyes scanning your every inch he’d realised the details of your outfit, and how conspicuous your body stood out this time around. Your dress seemed a little shorter than what you’d normally wear to school. This violet dress was one he’d never seen you wear before, nor did he know of its existence prior. As you innocently sat writing notes, one leg crossed gracefully over the other, the short length of it tried its best to cover your tender thighs. The subtle exposure of your cleavage now come to his attention as you’d removed your sweater prior to the lesson beginning, as you would occasionally lean over, he found himself feeling more flustered than usual, to a point where he needed to shift himself in his seat, in an attempt to readjust himself to a more comfortable position. The excitement of being with you, the images of him taking you there and then like a wild man, uncontrollable and overtaken by lust, hungry for you, shocked him. Desperately trying to distract himself from you, looking around the class for anything that would stop the excitement and his urges, he noticed he wasn’t the only one that seemed distracted by you.

Now he was pissed. His mood had immediately changed in a heartbeat, as he noticed the hungry eyes of a boy, Johnny, lurking over you the same way he had. One thing you found about Arvin was that there was no limit to his possessiveness.

He knew how these boys thought and acted, especially after the ordeal Lenora had endured. All the stories he’d disclosed with you about Lenora, it distressed him and although Lenora was his younger sister, with you, his love, it was different.

Instinctively, he “accidentally” dropped his pencil towards your direction, kneeling himself over as he slowly reached down to retrieve it, he leaned closely by your side, urging you to put your sweater back on. Catching you off guard, you thought you’d misheard him, as you smiled down towards him.

Glimpsing his stern eyes, it had nudged you to see Arvin was triggered. This time repeating himself, it felt more like a command, and you felt best to not question him now.

***

“What was that about Arv?” You hastily rush after him, tugging his sleeve as you pull him towards the side of the class’ entry.

“That motherfucker, I’m gonna kill him-”

The sudden decline in Arv’s mood had shocked you. It wasn’t so much now how upset and furious Arvin could get, he was entitled to feel how he felt. Although it was a matter of how quick things could trigger him, his demeanour would turn inside out and you’d have no way of preventing it.

“Hold on, now! What’s going on, Arv you need to speak.”

“It’s you, Y/N, you a-and that fucking dress. Why’d you have to wear that here in a place like this, with these assholes around? You know how hopeless these fuckers are.”

You noticed this habit of his, where his fists would open and close as he clenched in frustration, pacing his emotions. His veins more visible from the sudden rush of blood coursing through as his adrenaline rose. You also realised, that during these heated moments, Arvin couldn’t nor wouldn’t even maintain eye contact with you, instead eyeing the members of your class exiting the room, as they dispersed themselves in different directions, going on with their day.

“Hey-”

You whispered, as you slowly reached down, grabbing his hands in yours, as your thumb softly caressed his skin.

“I don’t care what they do, Arv, and it shouldn’t matter to you either. I wear what I want not for them. Hey-”

Your free hand had reached up, pulling his face to look directly at yours, as he still resisted from looking, he now had your full attention.

“Arvin, you need to let these things go, don’t let it get to your head. It doesn’t matter.”

Pressing his lips in frustration, he seemed less tense, as he nodded in agreement to your words. You’d made him promise not to react or cause any scene during the day, before planting a sweet kiss on his cheek, going separate ways to your classes.

***

“Holy shit! There’s a fight going on outside the field!”

As you’d mindlessly drifted off in class, unable to concentrate after the little incident with Arvin, fiddling with the pencil in your hand, your head turned towards the windows overlooking the field.

As the entire class, including the teacher had rushed themselves towards the windows, observing the scene unfolding before them, it took you just a few seconds before noticing two boys tussling on the ground, as the crowd barricading them opened up as the P.E teacher tried desperately to intervene.

“It’s Johnny-”

“And I think that’s Arvin on top of him.”

“Jesus, he’s beating the shit out of him-”

“Language!” The teacher exclaimed, before attempting to resume class, as he pulled down the blinds.

The image before you, Arvin on top of the boy, whom you now knew was the culprit of this ordeal.

You should’ve known better, than to let Arvin off the hook so easily. As much as you opposed it, he was no stranger to violence unfortunately.

Fighting was something he was taught since he was young, never to back down easily, nor to be taken advantaged of.

Either way, you loved him. A flaw or a strength, Arvin was one of a kind, and you knew he’d have your back no matter the odds.

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💛 about best friend!arvin finally snapping of jealousy and letting his feelings out when he see Tommy Mattson flirting with you for the thousandth time??

I went a little crazy with this lol

Warnings: a bit of violence, fluff

Tommy Matson, and his crew would always come around to bother you and the rest of the cheerleading squad during lunch, trying to take the girls out on dates. Tommy though, always targeted you, never seeming to give up on trying to flirt with you, trying to convince you to let him take you out. this had probably been the thousandth time, which bothered you, but you wouldn't show it.

You had no interest in the man anyways, since he picked on your best friend, and his sister, Lenora.

You and Arvin had known each other since he moved into town with his uncle and his grandmother. He was shy, and you decided in church to befriend the sad looking boy, and the rest is history. you also befriend Lenora, but you and Arvin we’re as close as friends can be.

Arvin on the other hand, was clenching his fists, watching the whole ordeal. his father had told him to wait for the right time. so he waited, day after day seeing Tommy flirt with you, and you always rejecting him. It got to him, sure. Maybe it was because he had feelings for you, but any real man could see that he was a no good son of a bitch.

he just had to pick the right time and finish it like his father told him to do.

“C’mon Y/n, I’ll take you anywhere you wanna go! all you have to do is say yes darlin’.” he says, sitting down next to you.

“No Thank you, Tommy.” you say a little colder today. Tommy takes that apparently as a hint to grab your knee harshly.

you were about to protest, but that was it for Arvin.

Arvin stormed up to Tommy, punching him square in the jaw. His goons get up from the table rushing over to the situation, probably going to try and beat the crap out of Arvin.

Arvin gets in a good few punches to Tommy’s face, before the other boys pull him off.

Tommy gets up, going to beat up Arvin. You couldn’t let that happen to him so you did the only thing you thought would help, your best friend.

“I’ll go on a date with you! Just don’t hurt him!” everyone looked shocked, especially Arvin. he knew how much you hated the asshole. and swore up and down you wouldn't go out with him.

Tommy smirks', before turning to wrap his arm around you. You cringe but let it happen so Arvin wouldn’t have to face a beating.

Arvin looks like he could just kill Tommy, then and there, and maybe, he just would.

After school, you and Arvin drops off Lenora at home drives the rest of the legy to your home, his hands grasping the wheel so tightly his knuckles turn white.

“Arvin are you okay?” you ask, going to put your hand on his, before he snatches it away.

“You’re seriously asking if I’m okay? After you let Tommy have his way?” He scoffs, rolls his eyes.

“I only did it because I didn't want you to get hurt-”

“Yeah well you should have, Y/n! Because I don't want you going out with any asshole like Tommy!”

now was your turn to roll your eyes.

“Then who should I go out with? huh?” you ask getting just as riled up as he was.

“God Damnit Y/n-” he stops the car suddenly in the middle of the road with you both lurching forward slightly. “-Can’t you see I don't want you to go out with anyone but me!”

Arvin is fuming, just as much as you are.

“You Big ol’ dummy! The only reason I'm going out with Tommy is because I love you!” you shout, before trying to get out of the car, before Arvin reaches over to stop you.

“I- I Love you Too Y/n.” he says, softly, staring into your eyes.

You laugh, “God Arvin! Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

“Because I thought You’d never want to be with a guy like me.” he admits.

you lean over to caress hi face, before he slowly leans in.

“this alright?” he ask courteously.

You nod your head before leaning in the full way.

Everything was almost perfect... only if Arvin could get rid of Tommy, that is.

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